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Ashlei Cottom Apr 2014
I look in the mirror,
But who could this be?
Surely it is not me?

The girl in the mirror,
She has no life,
She has no light.

The girl in the mirror,
She has no smile,
She has not for a while...
She is battered and torn,
And she looks worn.

The girl in the mirror,
She has no strength,
She had no fight, but I might.

I walk away from the mirror,
I leave her behind.
Goodbye Girl In The Mirror,
You will not be me anymore.
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Ashlei Cottom Apr 2014
You are infinite,
You are beautiful.
A twinkling star among a black sky,
A rainbow during a hurricane,
A rose among thistles.
But you don't see that...

Who made you this way?
Who took the light out of your eyes?
Who pushed and shoved 'til you could take it no more?
Who beat and broke you?
Tell me Darling, who?

Who broke your heart until it could feel no more?
Who made it to where no more tears could be shed?
Who ****** all the life from your body?
Tell me Darling, who?

Tell me Darling, who?
For God help them if you do,
Maybe they should try feeling this way too...
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Ashlei Cottom Apr 2014
Meander down the halls,
Touch the broken walls,
The walls that surround you heart.

You watched them crumble,
You watched them fall,
And now you pay the price.

Alone with the hurting,
Alone with the sorrow,
Praying it'll all get better tomorrow.

You let them in,
You let them see,
And now you're back where you used to be.

Day by day, brick by brick,
Rebuilding that wall.
Regrowing the thorns,
Stitching up the places that are now torn.
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Ashlei Cottom Apr 2014
Walls up!
Conceal!
Don't feel!
Never let anything show!

It's all the same,
Everyday the same game.
Hiding, blocking, failing, feeling.

I can't stop it,
I ca't control it

Feeling everything, yet nothing,
Seeing what they see,
Looking into their past.

They ridicule and scorn me,
They act like I have a choice!

I don't want this!
I don't need this!
I can't take this anymore!

Walls up!
Conceal!
Don't feel!
Don't let them know!
Never let anything show!
Yes, slightly inspired by Frozen, but also the story of my life.


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Ashlei Cottom Apr 2014
Do not fear,
Do not despair,
It will get better.

Yes, the waves will crash
Yes, you will stumble and fall
Yes, the hourglass of life will flip
Yes, by climbing that mountain you will slip
But grab hold, don't drop.
Stand firm.
Be a rock.
It will get better.

You will cry,
You will scream,
But it will fall on deaf ears.
There will be no one to see your tears.
Be loud,
Feel more,
It will get better

It will get better Darling, just hold on.
Just take that leap
Just get some sleep.
Do not fear,
Do not despair.
It will get better.
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Ashlei Cottom Apr 2014
Wind whips through the willows,
Rain splatters on the grass.
Clouds roll in, blocking It from my view.

It is beautiful,
It is my beacon of hope.
It shines through the dark shadows of my life.

But now it is gone...

The light cannot penetrate the dark,
It cannot guide my lost boat to shore,
It cannot shine through the dark shadows anymore...

The storm is unwavering,
The clouds are heavy,
The rain is thick and never stops.
All seems lost...

But then, the light!
The new hope shines through the dark clouds of despair.
And once again,
It is beautiful.
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Ashlei Cottom Apr 2014
What do you do when the tears run out?
When he pain becomes so much that you can't remember a life without?
What happens when you can't breathe?
Tell me, what do you do?

Do you lie?
Do you smile?
Do you wear long sleeves to hide the damage done?
I'll tell you, I've done all of these things, yet I still have not won.

I'm still here.
I still live in pain.
Never without constant fear that I'll never be the same.

I cannot cry,
I cannot breathe,
I wish again for the shelter of the long sleeve.
I cannot feel,
I cannot speak,
I fear being labeled a freak...

So tell me again, what do you do?
I need something new.
I don't know how long I can go,
Before I lose control...
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